Sad Sap
When the...exalted, slowly halted...(talking even "slower, than molasses...")
Whence these trees...once tapped, completely zapped...(as "we're sick, and tired...")
Instead of going down...the price brings a frown...
Instead of playing nice...Mother Nature brought ice...
Wait till next year...becomes our local cheer...
Where Lend, Leaf program…"O, Canada, can you just spare a cup, of maple...?" Is followed by...
"(hard) Cider House Rules" here, and so does "Apples to Apples" Got to do with what you’ve got, when you're about tapped out. Of maple syrup, that is.
Sour-full state of affairs.
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